Well, here it is, the end of the book. Twenty-five chapters is not that bad, right? Still, thank you all so much for staying with the story and listening to these events in my life. Now, without further notice, here is chapter 25.
His response to Kassandra's paragraph was nothing more than predictable. He wanted to speak to her immediately when they came back from school, not really giving her a choice at all, but then he texted her to forget it and that he is just going to give up and never talk to Kassandra or me (Yes, he mentioned me even though I wasn't brought up) ever again since it was obvious that he makes us uncomfortable.
Kassandra rejected him and he ran away. It was too predictable.
Kassandra was sad and I saw that she was getting close to crying, but she blinked away her forming tears and sent him an angry message of how stupid he made her feel and that he was a horrible person for almost making her believe once again that his words were true.
And that was the end of it. That was the end of him.
He didn't try to talk to the group again and his name just became a bad memory that still haunts me to this day.
With him now being a Senior and me being a Junior, he only stares at me from afar and attempted once to become Kassandra's friend again (ended quickly and awkwardly), but that was it.
I only see his tall frame, blonde hair, and white skin from a distance or when we accidentally cross paths. It has been so long since the last time I looked into his blue eyes, but I am confident that I will never have him enter my life again.
So what did he do to me?
He used me. He abused me for who I was as a person and tried to destroy me. I was a pon in his horrible mind. I was nothing more than a piece in his twisted puzzle.
Domanick killed a part of me, but I learned how to get back up instead of letting myself die in that Devil's trap.
It really is the end of the book. To be honest, even though it is still a short story, this has gone longer than I have expected. So yeah, that was his name all along. Domanick put me through so much and has forced me to break out of my shell. I know the last line was a bit cheesy, but it's the truth. So, once again, thank you all for staying till the end and I hope that this has somewhat inspired all of you to take a stand and make it through life
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The Devil's Trap
Non-FictionThis is not a story or a book about fictional events. Everything that I wrote in this is true. When I was a Sophomore, I was friends with a certain boy who became one of the people I hate the most. Everything he did to me, everything he said to me...
